I want to mourn For all of me that died So much of me died All that’s left is this shell Remnants of a person I want to mourn Because it hurts I think I wouldn’t know Because I chose to silence it Intervention in my death I stopped dying But I wasn’t revived Just not dying And now here I am Not dying But I’m so dead Necrotic And I can’t mourn I can’t make the tears come Because of that little white circle I place on my tongue at night It kept me from dying But I’m not better Just paused I can’t mourn All of me That I lost
I might have had a panic attack. My hands are still shaking.